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CHAPTER XXIII. IN DRURY LANE
perfectly still while he stared about open-mouthed and
suspicious. ’It must have been her,’ he said slowly. ’Damn
her!’
"He shut the door quietly, and immediately I heard the
key turn in the lock. Then his footsteps retreated. I realised
abruptly that I was locked in. For a minute I did
not know what to do. I walked from door to window and
back, and stood perplexed. A gust of anger came upon
me. But I decided to inspect the clothes before I did anything
further, and my first attempt brought down a pile
from an upper shelf. This brought him back, more sinister
than ever. That time he actually touched me, jumped
back with amazement and stood astonished in the middle
of the room.
"Presently he calmed a little. ’Rats,’ he said in an undertone,
fingers on lips. He was evidently a little scared. I
edged quietly out of the room, but a plank creaked. Then
the infernal little brute started going all over the house,
revolver in hand and locking door after door and pocketing
the keys. When I realised what he was up to I had
a fit of rage–I could hardly control myself sufficiently to
watch my opportunity. By this time I knew he was alone
in the house, and so I made no more ado, but knocked
him on the head."
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